Ms. Renée McElhaney is a candidate for Judge of the 73rd district court in Bexar (pronounced bayer) county, Texas.
I’m not sure she should immediately be categorized as a Dumbass, but a commercial of hers caught my attention this morning. During the commercial, she claimed she was “among four generations of military heroes.”
Whatever. Leave it to a Republican to cash in on someone else’s accomplishments.
On her web site, you can find the following text, which also gets a big, fat ”whatever” from me:
“Dedication and service is central to my personal ethic—you could say these are embedded in my DNA. My grandfather lead a squadron of fighters to provide air coverage during the D-Day invasion, and my uncle island hopped behind Japanese lines as part of a bomber crew. My father, brother, and now my daughter and son-in-law, have all served in the Air Force to protect this great country.”
[sigh]
I’m mildly disappointed she didn’t throw in any 9/11 references like Kevin Wolff did.
2 comments:
So, I suppose you would eliminate the Golden Lab with a bandana, the well scrubbed kiddos in matching shirts and the adoring spouse. I hate to think what you would do with rolled up sleeves and the jacket tossed over the shoulder look. Does, "I am fighting for you" and "I do this for the children" set you off too? What are candidates to do to get through to a public intent on ignoring them? At least what Judge McElhaney says is true. At least it makes sense to strike a common cord in a heavily military county. Seriously, if this qualifies for your ire, your head must blow up over all the other stuff out there regardless of party affiliation.
This country needs a politician to stand up and be himself/herself. Forget the handlers, forget the prepared statements, forget the party line, and forget trying to snow the voter with clichés, and orchestrated persona.
Striking a common chord is fine, and Ms. McElhaney may well have been positively influenced from being around disciplined, honorable service members, but she didn’t say that. She opted for mild hyperbole.
I’d rather hear why a politician is better for the job than someone else, not that their great gramps was a combat livestock tender in the Civil War, dodging bullets and canon fire while slopping hogs, tending mules, and valorously shoveling dung out of nose-shot of his infantry comrades.
And yeah – my head does blow up with some of the lunacy out there in Politicianland.
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